Bad Language Alert!
Please do not read if easily offended!
Just when I thought living in this bloody flat was getting okay! There have been quite a few instances which have really pissed me off lately!
A few days ago someone must have left the door to the pub open for ages as the whole flat stunk of smoke (roll on July 1st when it is all banned!).
About a week ago I woke to go to work only to find that Kevin, the landlord, had left the front door open all night! Not only that, but when I went outside I found that he had also left his keys (including the keys to the pub) in the door!
When Frank, the kitten, was first brought into the flat Kevin kept chucking him in my room for me to look after. No polite, "do you mind" or anything. I didn't mind doing it a couple of times, but he did this for about 4 days running!
Last week Frank decided that he didn't want to clean its arse anymore. He came into my room with a shitty bum and tail and proceeded to sit on my desk, paperwork, bed, floors and on my clothes. I had to throw stuff away, change my bedding and wash clothes that shouldn't have needed it.
This is all because when Kevin had my room decorated, eventually, he had the wardrobe knocked out, so I now have nowhere to hang anything. I'm not able to afford to buy even a simple rack at the moment as every penny is going into the business.
I do have a drying rail which, when not using it for drying I can hang things on (not much though), but I recently found out that Frank loves to hide under the rack and sharpen his claws on my clothes! Resulting in little holes and catches on some of my favourite shirts! The little bastard!
Despite having a washing machine in the basement for the pub washing, Kevin insists on bringing up washing and using the washing machine in the flat. This wouldn't be a problem if he ever emptied the thing, which he doesn't. So, if no one else has emptied it for him he just puts it on another wash because he is never sure how long he's left it there!
As I've mentioned many times before, the door to the pub is always being slammed. It isn't a conscious thing by the bar staff and Kevin, but it still annoys me because it could be at any time of day or night. And normally several times in a short space of time. The banging isn't always that loud, though sometimes it is, it is the shockwave it sends up the stairs which rattles my bedroom door, the window above it and the dividing wall between my room and the bedroom next door. It isn't something that is easy to sleep through. And with the lock-ins Kevin has, it can be any time of day or night!
Sarah, one of my flatmates is constantly having problems staying logged onto the internet. Kevin is meant to be sorting out a broadband connection for her instead of wireless, but he takes ages to sort anything that isn't for him. If it is for him, then it has to be done immediately, normally involving everyone else no matter what you are doing at the time!
Today, Sarah had problems again. She asked if she could have the wireless box as she had a tutorial to "attend" on line. Not a problem, as she had asked nicely, and I am a very amenable person (too amenable for my own good sometimes!).
So, despite the fact that I was chatting to someone on ManDate, I logged off, turned the laptop off, and unplugged the whole box. I carried the box and "millions" of wires attached to it into the living room. She had gone back into her bedroom and closed the door. Kevin told me she didn't need it at all!
I was a bit pissed off (and I was pissed off that Kevin was telling Frank to go into my room again and questioning why I didn't want the cat in there!). I told him why I was pissed off and he said "Don't be so grumpy!", so I told him to "Fuck Off!" meaning it in a semi-jovial way. He went off his head.
"Who are you telling to Fuck Off?" he shouted at me. "Maybe it's you who should Fuck Off!" I believe he meant it as in move out (believe me if I could afford to I would in a second!) Then he stormed downstairs into the pub because, by then, I was ignoring him while I was trying to figure out where all the wires for the "wireless" internet box went.
It would be just SO perfect if I won Deal Or No Deal on Friday as, being it's 500th show the phone-in jackpot is bound to be massive!! Wish me luck!!
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